There are times when I can follow precisely David's reasoning and train of thought... and then there are those other times when I haven't the remotest clue.
Take the missing camera:
After turning the house upside down for the last 2 days, looking for it,
in, on, behind and under every book, box, basket, bed and cupboard in the house
I found it this morning ... and it was nothing short of a minor miracle that it WAS found.
There may even have been heavenly choirs and angelic trumpets involved.
Do any of you want to guess where it was?
rubbish bin? nope
under a bed? nope
in a drawer? nope
his backpack? no no no
the laundry basket?
no no and no again
because I very nearly did!
I found the camera, which he had replaced in its black case [ something I rarely do ]
and placed it inside his suitcase
in the bottom of his wardrobe.
The suitcase that only gets used when he goes on camp twice a year!!!
So in theory I might not have found it until July.
Sometimes ya just gotta smile or else you'd cry
gotta love him